Tuesday, February 4, 2014
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With six months to go before I can retire, I am crispy. Crispy is good. I will never complain about being crispy.
ReplyDeleteWhen I am no longer crispy I will either have gone deaf or gone home to be with The Father.
Have a great day Odie and as always, God bless you for the chuckles.
I love the broken swing set, lol!
ReplyDeleteCurmudgeon, Always enjoy your crispiness, I do.
ReplyDeleteOpie, That's so cruel. That's really me.
ReplyDeleteI am soooooooo crispy and proud of it.
ReplyDeleteBwahahahahahahahaha. Yep this are spot on.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day. ☺
That's my man, Yosemite Sam! Damn those were some fine days, only problem was I didn't realize it at the time.
ReplyDeleteAdrienne, crispy is good.
ReplyDeleteSandee, but of course.
ReplyDeleteRon, just enjoy being crispy with the rest of us.
ReplyDeleteYep, I'm kinda crispy like that.
ReplyDeleteTell you what, the only thing worse than going crrraaaaaccckkk is not going crrraaaaaccckkk!
ReplyDeleteI miss the crunchy days.
Crispy is as crispy does.
ReplyDeleteIf you wake up and nothing hurts, you're dead.
ReplyDeleteEuripides, There's a lot of that going around.
ReplyDeleteEdutcher, Crack!
ReplyDeleteCube, I find if I start slow the crispy just adds to the excitement.
ReplyDeleteLL, hurts real good ... I'm OK.
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